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"That has nothing to do with it." I smiled faintly. My answer left Zhao Qian stunned, but Jing Xiaoman's face flushed red with anger. She slapped the table. "Tu Ming! Say that again!"
"Xiaoman, actually, after thinking it over, the ones who made the deal with our Ghost Dao were the Demon God Realm's Demon Venerable and our Ghost Dao's Supreme. You staying here was merely to witness the deal. As for me, I'm one of the Eight Directions Ghost Emperors, so the two of us aren't really related. Even if you force a connection, at most we're work associates. What do you think?" I smiled gently, looking at her with great interest.
"Tu Ming's words aren't without reason. Princess Jing, could it be that you have some other thoughts?" Prince Jin interrupted the conversation, naturally taking the opportunity to mock her.
Jing Xiaoman was furious. "What other thoughts could I have? I only wanted to... I just wanted him to fulfill his promise!"
"Could it be that Princess Jing and Tu Ming privately pledged themselves to each other?" Prince Jin asked with a grin. The man was stunningly beautiful, probably enough to leave any woman powerless before the charm of this prince of the Demon God Realm.
"You! Shut up! Of course I have something important to discuss with Tu Ming! But why should I tell you?" Jing Xiaoman snapped coldly, showing Prince Jin not the slightest bit of respect. It seemed this spoiled princess treated everyone as though they owed her money.
"If you don't want to say, then don't. Princess Jing, please calm down. I'm not the person involved." Prince Jin seemed accustomed to Jing Xiaoman's attitude. When he failed to coax anything out of her, he let the matter drop.
"Hmph!" Jing Xiaoman snorted coldly,